Not much to say here. Onward, j00!
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Chapter 3. Feeling
I was mere inches away from the child's face, all the while, daring to draw closer as I crawled on my hands and knees.. My eyes pulsated as my nerves stood on end, my breath wavering as I watched him, unsteadily. What would be the outcome of my wanting to touch him? ..If it was my death, then so be it. I would be leaving one man, and joining another..
He did not stir and his head was still bowed as jagged strands shielded the view of his eyes.. If I did not know better, I could have sworn he was asleep.. But not a peaceful slumber.. Not in a position like that.. So ready to strike, and bitter with anguish from the news that he was given, concerning me..
I wondered, at that moment, if we had really become so close.. If the news of my betrayal pained him to that degree.. Then reality flashed back in my mind, like lightening. I hesitated for a moment as one hand gripped the covers beneath me, and the other.. ever so slowly, rose to just graze the brilliant shine of his bang strands in the moonlight..
He gasped softly in the darkness, and for the first time that night, I saw something real within his eyes.. Something human and innocent; lost and beautiful, in his reflective gaze..
I breathed through my nose slowly, then guided my fingers tips along his hair, then through the veil, to place the warmth of my palm upon his scarred cheek.
Staring at me with those eyes, he still kept still, and I drew closer.
I closed my eyes and almost seemed to drift forward as my chin lifted, and hands fell to claim either of his sleeves, softly clutching.
I could still feel his heated gaze pass through me, and I remembered how the split second before I closed in on him, how his eyes pinpointed my lips, and lingered there before rising to meet my own.
This could not be him.. How could this shell of a human be anyone, I thought? No. This was the result of seeing too much bloodshed. Seeing so much red that it was all you saw, and did not effect you anymore.. I was becoming like that.. Or was I already such an emotion deprived human being?
My eyes clenched shut, holding back the tears as I leaned into him..
My lips slightly parted, and my head tilted gently to the side, sending strands of ebon to slide along my cheeks. Those tiers came in contact with mine, and I felt the rest of my body melt against his; turning into useless flesh.. We barely touched, and I did not add any extra pressure to the kiss, yet my lips were screaming out to be claimed.
He flinched when I furthered my touch, his fingers quivering at his sides. I could tell he had not been kissed before, and I mentally smiled that I was the first.. I supposed that deep in my heart, such tenderness would reach him; that such gentile fondness would help him somehow regain his humanity.. I hoped I was not wrong, for I truly wanted to understand this enigma of a husband.. I sighed on his lips. I felt so desperate.
I felt a hand glide up my side steadily, then brush my cheek with somewhat rough knuckles. I opened my eyes sharply, staring in wide awe as he stared back, our lips still against one another. I was silent and so was he -- not that either of us could talk, anyway. A part of me hoped that this would not turn out to be one final goodbye kiss before it all ended, and the other part almost wished it was so.. I would not mind dying like this.. I would not mind dying whilst having some kind of reassuring warmth against me, especially since it was such a rarity..
"..Kenshin...", I spoke as I broke the soft, yet ever so intense kiss that we held as one, my eyes gazing up into those shades of blue and I felt something clench around my heart. I watched as he closed his eyes and fell forward, as if in slow motion, his forehead eventually pressing against mine, and I felt the warmth spread from that point of his body. I blushed in the hushed darkness, and sheepishly observed the youth that had nearly killed me earlier, yet now seemed passed out, against me. I held my voice in my throat, and breathed softly through my mouth. My hands ascended, once more, and claimed both sides of his face greedily for my own, gently smoothing his cheeks and the occasional loose strands of hair with the palms of my hands.. How innocent he appeared, I thought.. How deceitful his image was, I mused..
"Tomo..e..", he shyly stared back into my eyes as he looked up, and I suddenly felt fearful and giddy, all at the same time. I released a long breath, and I mentally chuckled as he mimicked me, making my bangs sway. I then closed my eyes before answering him.
"Yes, Kenshin..?", I asked softly.
He simply shifted in his spot, then gazed downwards, eyelids half closed. I rubbed my forehead against his own, revering at the warm feeling that spread through me. I was lost in my own spotlight that he and I only shared.
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You like? Sorry for the somewhat short chapters -- this is just how I write. x.x; It's easier for me to have it split into several, moderate lengthed chapters, such as this, rather than a few hella long ones. Let's have some more reviews. ^o^ I rather like them. xD
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Chapter 3. Feeling
I was mere inches away from the child's face, all the while, daring to draw closer as I crawled on my hands and knees.. My eyes pulsated as my nerves stood on end, my breath wavering as I watched him, unsteadily. What would be the outcome of my wanting to touch him? ..If it was my death, then so be it. I would be leaving one man, and joining another..
He did not stir and his head was still bowed as jagged strands shielded the view of his eyes.. If I did not know better, I could have sworn he was asleep.. But not a peaceful slumber.. Not in a position like that.. So ready to strike, and bitter with anguish from the news that he was given, concerning me..
I wondered, at that moment, if we had really become so close.. If the news of my betrayal pained him to that degree.. Then reality flashed back in my mind, like lightening. I hesitated for a moment as one hand gripped the covers beneath me, and the other.. ever so slowly, rose to just graze the brilliant shine of his bang strands in the moonlight..
He gasped softly in the darkness, and for the first time that night, I saw something real within his eyes.. Something human and innocent; lost and beautiful, in his reflective gaze..
I breathed through my nose slowly, then guided my fingers tips along his hair, then through the veil, to place the warmth of my palm upon his scarred cheek.
Staring at me with those eyes, he still kept still, and I drew closer.
I closed my eyes and almost seemed to drift forward as my chin lifted, and hands fell to claim either of his sleeves, softly clutching.
I could still feel his heated gaze pass through me, and I remembered how the split second before I closed in on him, how his eyes pinpointed my lips, and lingered there before rising to meet my own.
This could not be him.. How could this shell of a human be anyone, I thought? No. This was the result of seeing too much bloodshed. Seeing so much red that it was all you saw, and did not effect you anymore.. I was becoming like that.. Or was I already such an emotion deprived human being?
My eyes clenched shut, holding back the tears as I leaned into him..
My lips slightly parted, and my head tilted gently to the side, sending strands of ebon to slide along my cheeks. Those tiers came in contact with mine, and I felt the rest of my body melt against his; turning into useless flesh.. We barely touched, and I did not add any extra pressure to the kiss, yet my lips were screaming out to be claimed.
He flinched when I furthered my touch, his fingers quivering at his sides. I could tell he had not been kissed before, and I mentally smiled that I was the first.. I supposed that deep in my heart, such tenderness would reach him; that such gentile fondness would help him somehow regain his humanity.. I hoped I was not wrong, for I truly wanted to understand this enigma of a husband.. I sighed on his lips. I felt so desperate.
I felt a hand glide up my side steadily, then brush my cheek with somewhat rough knuckles. I opened my eyes sharply, staring in wide awe as he stared back, our lips still against one another. I was silent and so was he -- not that either of us could talk, anyway. A part of me hoped that this would not turn out to be one final goodbye kiss before it all ended, and the other part almost wished it was so.. I would not mind dying like this.. I would not mind dying whilst having some kind of reassuring warmth against me, especially since it was such a rarity..
"..Kenshin...", I spoke as I broke the soft, yet ever so intense kiss that we held as one, my eyes gazing up into those shades of blue and I felt something clench around my heart. I watched as he closed his eyes and fell forward, as if in slow motion, his forehead eventually pressing against mine, and I felt the warmth spread from that point of his body. I blushed in the hushed darkness, and sheepishly observed the youth that had nearly killed me earlier, yet now seemed passed out, against me. I held my voice in my throat, and breathed softly through my mouth. My hands ascended, once more, and claimed both sides of his face greedily for my own, gently smoothing his cheeks and the occasional loose strands of hair with the palms of my hands.. How innocent he appeared, I thought.. How deceitful his image was, I mused..
"Tomo..e..", he shyly stared back into my eyes as he looked up, and I suddenly felt fearful and giddy, all at the same time. I released a long breath, and I mentally chuckled as he mimicked me, making my bangs sway. I then closed my eyes before answering him.
"Yes, Kenshin..?", I asked softly.
He simply shifted in his spot, then gazed downwards, eyelids half closed. I rubbed my forehead against his own, revering at the warm feeling that spread through me. I was lost in my own spotlight that he and I only shared.
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You like? Sorry for the somewhat short chapters -- this is just how I write. x.x; It's easier for me to have it split into several, moderate lengthed chapters, such as this, rather than a few hella long ones. Let's have some more reviews. ^o^ I rather like them. xD